the proud he hide his face Joy has come It rises with the son He the highest on the horizon Joy has come In the mind that I see Beautiful the axe
sound Let it all be so clear And you'll know Hope is sown In you crumbles Do you listen for your own beautiful Will you listen for you are beautiful
proud he hide his face Joy has come It rises with the son He the highest on the horizon Joy has come In the mind that I see Beautiful the axe that flies
